When I arrived at the temple, I saw that it was full of people, and it seemed that these people had come to attend the Dharma conference. Quietly entered the main hall and put on a pillar of incense, added a hundred taels of sesame oil money, and then turned around and walked out of the main hall.

At this time, the old monk led a group of monks over, so that he could take a look at the quiet. Lichen clasped his hands together and said with compassion on his face, "Amitabha, the donor is here, and the Lingyin Temple is shining." "Lichen is wearing a new robe today, and he looks very energetic.

The corners of Quiet's lips curled slightly, and she also gave a salute, and then said with a smile, "Although I don't know whether what the master said is true or false, I will listen to it seriously." ”

"Amitabha, the donor laughed. The donor just needs to remember that everything in this world has a certain number. The benefactor is a person who does good, and he may be difficult to walk along the way, but he will always keep the clouds open and see the moon. ”

Lichen likes to be quiet very much in her heart, not because she is Xiao Qifeng's heavenly person, but because of her quiet and kind heart. In the eyes of Lichen, although Quiet always loves to raise the bar with him, and always looks unforgiving on her mouth, she has a sincere and kind heart, which is the most rare quality in a person. He looked at Quiet with loving eyes, thinking that his ill-fated nephew would have such a smart and kind woman to accompany him for the rest of his life, and Lichen's heart was very relieved.

Quiet only chuckled at the old monk's words. She didn't know where her moon was. She just wants to watch her siblings grow up and have children, but that's it.

Life in the world is not easy, why bother to ask too much. What's more, for quiet, it is a gift from God to have the company of younger brothers and sisters in this life. Too much extravagance, that is greed, to be a man, to know how to be happy.

Master Lichen is a well-known monk in the Great Liang Kingdom. On weekdays, how many people hold a lot of money and want to listen to him talk about the Dharma and the scriptures, but he never pays attention to the world. There is only one time a year when the altar is opened to discuss the Fa, which is why there are so many people who come here. Quiet sometimes thinks that this hunger marketing of Master Chen's hand is really good.

Although Quiet loves to complain about Master Chen, she has to admit that Master Dust is indeed a knowledgeable person. The reason why Jing Jing complained and donated money and materials at the same time was because in her heart, Lichen was a respectable and benevolent person. Thinking of the poor people who survived every winter with the relief of the Lingyin Temple, the respect for the dust in Jingjing's heart deepened a little.

The Dharma Assembly was held for a short day, and the scriptures were quietly presented by handwriting, and it was not until sunset that the mountain descended to the mountain.

Seeing that it was a little late, he walked the path behind the mountain. The path in the evening is not easy to walk, there is a thick layer of snow on the road, and there is a creaking sound when stepping on, and it looks very scary in the darkening forest path.

Looking down the mountain, you can see the smoke rising from the village below the mountain from a distance, taking advantage of the sunset, forming a beautiful picture.

It's rare to be quiet and humming a song while walking in a good mood, but it's not lonely. She thought simply, if it was early, she would ride back to the city, and if it was late, she would find a small inn in the town below the mountain and stay for the night, and return tomorrow.

In fact, the old monk had a meditation room for her to rest, but she was quiet but didn't want to live in the temple, so she said goodbye to the old monk and went down the mountain alone.

It was a mountain trail with potholes and snow. Plus there are very few people who know about the trail, so there are no people along the way. Occasionally, there is a pheasant, crossing the path, and everything looks so harmonious and comfortable. What Quiet didn't know was that from the moment she came down the mountain, there were people following her all the time. This person is Xiao Qifeng.

Every year, Xiao Qifeng will come to participate in the Dharma Conference. It's just that I was left in the capital this year and came back late. He had just arrived at the mountain, and before he could go to see his uncle, he saw Jing Jing coming alone towards the back mountain, and he followed without thinking. When he didn't see her, he thought about her for a long time, and wanted to talk to her like he had a thousand words. Now that I've met someone, I don't know how to speak. In this way, he silently followed behind her, quietly watching her, accompanying her, as if it was good to feel the same air with her and walk the same path.

In the past two years, he has also vaguely told Quiet about his friendship, but he has never received a quiet response. He knows that although he is a prince, he is a martial artist, he doesn't know how to chant poetry and paint, he doesn't know how to wind and snow, he is much older than Quiet, and his hands have long been stained with blood, how can such a self be worthy of a peerless person like Quiet? He thought, so did Quiet.

Xiao Qifeng is an introverted person, and he has sealed all his feelings for the quiet sea in his heart. Just love silently and pay attention quietly. I like her joy, and worry about her sorrow.

Quietly look east and west, and enjoy the beautiful scenery under the sunset in a rare good mood. The so-called happiness and sorrow are probably like this. One was careless, stepped on the air, and the whole person threw himself to the ground.

Silence exclaimed, eyes wide. What can you do before you react to avoid having a close contact with the earth? I felt a tightness around my waist, and the next moment, the whole person fell into a slightly hard embrace. The moment her feet hit the ground, she quietly looked up at the person holding her. Seeing his face, he was really stunned for a moment, "Xiao Qifeng? How did you end up here? ”

Looking down at the person in his arms, Xiao Qifeng's eyes flickered for a moment. The quiet expression was surprised, and the eyes were wide open. The ruddy mouth opened slightly because of surprise. He looked down at her so closely, he could see himself in her eyes, and he could feel her breath.

Xiao Qifeng even thought in his heart that time would be frozen at this moment, how good it would be. Because at this moment, she only has herself in her eyes...

It was the first time for Quiet to look at Xiao Qifeng so closely, it turned out that he was so good-looking. The handsome facial features are soft and fluttering in the sunset, less indifferent and more warm. At this time, he is like a still painting, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. You can look at your own eyes, but they are extraordinarily real.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was a little ambiguous for a while. Feel the ever-faster heartbeat and the heavier breathing of each other. Blink quietly, trying to say something. She wanted to back away, out of the embrace that made her heart beat a little faster. But as soon as she took a step back, the next moment, her waist was hot, Xiao Qifeng's hand touched her waist and pulled her back into his arms.

Xiao Qifeng's beautiful, always calm and calm eyes became dark. The emotion surging in those eyes was so eager. Like a fire, it instantly ignites a quiet heart